Little Mr. is one hundred years old

After the end of the final exam, there will be more than a month of winter vacation.

"To Japan?" Qing Huan frowned.

Gu Yuehua looked at him: "You don't want to go?"

Japan, for Qing Huan, has some shadows. Qing Huan has never been to Japan, but for him who has experienced World War II, that country and its people always make him feel uncomfortable.He will never forget the years of gunpowder and smoke, the screams of men, women and children, the piled up corpses and the rivers of blood, the wild and triumphant smiles and evil and terrifying faces of the invaders. ——Those sharp bayonets did not penetrate his body, but pierced his memory.He did forget a lot of things in the past, but he remembered this kind of thing very clearly.Although he wanted to be alone, he also saved quite a few people during that time, but those were only rare and did not help at all... Qing Huan will never forget that feeling of powerlessness in his life.

Gu Yuehua saw Qing Huan's clenched fist, "Qing Huan?"

Qing Huan came back to her senses: "Oh, I'm fine, let's go."

"If you don't want to go, don't force it, let's change places."

"Just go to Japan." Qing Huan smiled slightly: "I haven't been to Japan yet."

"……OK then."

Thus, the destination of the trip was decided in this way.

Qing Huan went to find Zhou Yubao and gave him the key of her house.

"Just remember to go to my house every day and help me take care of the flowers and koi." Qing Huan said, "Especially Xiao Lian, who is spoiled, please pay attention."

"Understood, Mr. Xiao." Zhou Yubao said: "I thought Mr. Xiao would go back to the mountains, but I didn't expect to go on a trip...Who did Mr. Xiao go with?"

"It's the Gu Yuehua you saw last time."

"It's him..." Zhou Yubao frowned and said, "He's a demon, so Mr. Xiao has had too much contact with him. Is it really okay? Mr. Xiao, don't forget the past..."

Qing Huan glared at him: "It's really long-winded, I don't worry about it, he is different."

"Mr. Xiao just save it." Zhou Yubao asked again: "Where is Mr. Xiao going this time?"

"Japan."

Zhou Yubao was surprised and said, "Why did Mr. Xiao go to Japan? I thought Mr. Xiao didn't want to go there..."

"It was just a shadow in my heart. I can't let it go for a lifetime. It's okay to go and see, and also look at the customs and customs over there... War is war. Now it's a peaceful age. Just keep some things in your heart. .”

"That's right...Actually, I was still young at that time, so I don't remember many things..." Zhou Yubao sighed.

"Okay, I'm leaving first, just call me if you have anything to do."

"it is good."

Qing Huan came out of Bowen Yabao, but received a call from Ji Zhiqiu——

"Qing Huan, where are you now?"

"On the Kew Road."

"It's a good thing you're still in Yicheng. I thought you'd gone home." The information Ji Zhiqiu got was that Qing Huan was a foreigner who came to Yicheng alone to study, and she would definitely go home after the holiday.

"What's wrong with me, tell me."

"It's...you know, my grandpa..." Ji Zhiqiu paused: "My grandpa wants to invite you to my house for dinner."

"Bring me to dinner?" Qing Huan was puzzled: "Your grandpa doesn't know me."

"Didn't we meet last time at the parents' meeting?" Ji Zhiqiu explained: "My grandpa knows that we have a good relationship, and said he would like to thank you for your usual care."

"Your grandpa is really polite..." Qing Huan couldn't refuse: "When will we eat?"

"Today if you're free."

Qing Huan looked at the time: "Okay."

It was still necessary to bring some gifts for the first visit—Qing Huan thought about it, but she still brought a box of tea leaves that she hid—this is also rare, and it is very difficult to buy such good tea now.

And here Ji Zhiqiu called Qing Huan, and went to find his grandfather immediately after confirming it.

He knocked on the door of Grandpa Ji's study room, and opened the door after getting a reply: "Grandpa, I talked to Qing Huan, and he agreed."

Grandpa Ji nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, go tell the nanny now and ask her to cook a table of dishes according to the specifications of the New Year's dishes, using the best ingredients, and if there are not enough, call someone to send them over."

"Don't be so troublesome," Ji Zhiqiu hurriedly said, "Grandpa, you don't know, no matter how many and good dishes you cook, Qing Huan may not be able to eat them. He doesn't touch meat dishes very much, and usually only eats vegetarian dishes."

"Okay," Grandpa Ji made a final decision: "Then make a vegetarian feast. Go and tell the nanny, don't use lard even if you say oil."

"Okay, I'll go." Although Ji Zhiqiu felt that his grandfather was a little too enthusiastic about Qing Huan, he was excited when he thought of Qing Huan's first visit to his house, and he couldn't care about other things.

After Ji Zhiqiu left, Grandpa Ji took out a scroll from the drawer and slowly opened it. Inside was under the moonlight, a man with long hair reaching his waist and fluttering white clothes standing there, like an exile, smiling at himself , the eyes are as gentle as a spring water.

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After Qing Huan arrived at Ji's house, she was also taken aback by the huge formation of Ji's family. They can be said to be the formation of the whole family to welcome her - although it is still not as good as what I saw when I went to Lou's house last time, But when you think about it, this is not a hired bodyguard, but a family to welcome you, it's very different.Especially Ji Zhiqiu's grandfather, when he looked at Qing Huan, he smiled so softly, it didn't feel like meeting him for the first time...

And this meal at Ji’s family turned out to be a vegetarian feast. Thinking about it, Ji Zhiqiu should have told his family that he was a vegetarian. In this regard, Ji Zhiqiu is quite careful. Attention...

During the meal, Grandpa Ji was uncharacteristically, instead of maintaining the usual quietness at Ji's family table, he warmly served Qing Huan with food, and asked him to eat more from time to time—Qing Huan thought, this Grandpa Ji is not like Ji Zhiqiu before He speaks so harshly and old-fashioned, obviously he is a kind and kind grandfather—it must be because Ji Zhiqiu is always disobedient and makes the old man angry... In the end, the problem lies with Ji Zhiqiu, no wonder the old man hates iron.

Ji Zhiqiu wouldn't know that the goodwill he had made Qing Huan so hard just now was gone again.

In fact, the members of the Ji family were also frightened by Grandpa Ji's announcement today, and several people exchanged eye contact—the old man didn't take some wrong medicine before, did he?Originally, according to the old man's personality, he didn't want to see Ji Zhiqiu, let alone his friends and classmates-but the old man's performance today was too unexpected.

After dinner, Grandpa Ji asked Qing Huan to go to the study room. He collected Qing Huan's tea leaves, and even took out the exquisite tea leaves from his collection to brew for Qing Huan to drink——Ji Zhiqiu saw that the pot was accidentally spilled by himself After a few pieces of tea came out, the old man chased the tea leaves upstairs and downstairs with a cane, and his face was covered with black lines—isn't the difference in treatment too obvious?Could it be that Qing Huan is actually the grandson of the old man, and he just picked it up? ...

Ji Zhiqiu told this to Ji's father and Ji's mother, and they beat him up again.

And in the study——

"How does it taste?" Grandpa Ji asked Qing Huan with a smile.

"The fragrance is strong, but the taste is sweet, good tea."

"It's fine if you like it." Grandpa Ji said: "This Dahongpao is no longer available in the market. I got this small can through some relationship. It's not in vain for you to drink it today." value."

Qing Huan was flattered: "It is my honor to drink this kind of good tea, thank you Grandpa."

Grandpa Ji looked at Qing Huan in a daze, and then asked: "Qing Huan, do you have a grandfather who looks exactly like you? Or an elder of the same age?"

"Huh? I look...exactly the same as me?" Qing Huan thought to herself: I never heard that among my elders there are people who look exactly like me...and those are all people who have died for more than 100 years. Why did I suddenly mention this... "I've never heard of it, grandpa, why do you ask such a question?"

Grandpa Ji heaved a long sigh: "I didn't have any expectations at first, but when I saw you...it turned out to be a real person..."

"Real man? Grandpa, what do you mean?" Qing Huan became more and more confused.

"You don't know, I've seen someone who looks exactly like you."

"Ah? When?" Qing Huan had an ominous premonition.

"70 years ago, in Qixia Mountain, my brothers and I were ambushed by the enemy, but we lost our way when we left..."